"You know what Derek I'm so tired of your mean comments!" Tate exclaimed around his food, throwing his oddly shaped hands in the air, "Are you seeing this cutie? He's being so mean!" He then turn to Stiles, continuing to chew his food, Stiles who was also chewing his food, his eyes widen as he realised Tate was waiting for an answer and hurriedly began to swallow his food, as he began to speak Tate apparently got tired of waiting and began to speak before him, "you know what we'll do cutie? We'll just have to ignore big bad and his negative vibes" he then flipped his, not long enough, hair over his shoulder hitting Derek in the face, Derek then made an irritated grumble, abruptly standing up towering over Tate to bring his right hand up and slap the back of Tate's head, "ow! What's your deal Wolfie!? You jealous?" Tate then pathetically rubbed the back of his head.Derek, muttering curse words under his breath, stormed away.
"What's up with Mr 'I pray on child's dreams'?" A blonde woman with red-painted lips sat down opposite Stiles and Tate, raising a perfected eyebrow.
"Well Tate the brilliant genius he is-"
"Thanks cutie, I didn't know you spoke" Stiles then glared unaffectively at Tate.
"Made a smart comment and Derek got mad and left" He carried on,
"I'm Erica, and you are..?" Erica then held out her manicured hand for stiles to shake, "Like I would call you cutie but I have a feeling that that's Tate's thing." Stiles took her hand and told her his name, " Stiles? Mmmm" she plays with his name like a question, "mmmm well I'm gonna call you little red hoodie, red for short, it's seems quite fitting pun intended" she then winked at him and took a bite out of her Apple.
"Uh huh ok Erica find your own man like, hmm, I don't know Boyd?"
